The doors to the council hall was thrown open and King Askel stormed in, his gaze narrowed into a deadly glare.
Askel had hoped the Crimson wolves were mistaken, that his own council would not dare conspire against his mate behind his back, but it sadly was not so.
The very moment he stepped into the council hall, he met his entire council seated around, holding a meeting which he was neither aware of nor had he given his consent for.
That alone told Askel that whatever topic they deliberated, they certainly did not want him to know of it.
The Crimson wolves had spoken the truth, his elders conspired to push out Zariah and assign him another mate.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Askel snarled, his golden orbs gave off a dim glow as his wolf rose to the surface.
